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This is a list of lowercase non-hyphenated single words found in the 2008-06-15 issue of the New York Times which did not have English entries in the English Wiktionary when this list was created (2009-03-13).

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Taking over and joining two old brownstones, he refaced their fronts in rough stucco, tinted for picturesque effect, and replaced the stoops with a fenced areaway punctuated by odd sculptural artifacts.

As a cartographer of autodegradation, Allen takes his place on a continuum that begins, perhaps, with Dostoyevsky ’s “Gambler,” courses through Malcolm Lowry ’s “Under the Volcano,” William S. Burroughs ’s “Junky,” the collected works of Charles Bukowski and Hubert Selby Jr., and persists in countless novels and (occasionally fabricated) memoirs of our puritanical, therapized present.

A wild new frontier of the real-estate business, house trading for good  keys and title for keys and title, with no backsies  is meant to serve as a daredevil antidote to what the Web site Online House Trading calls “the lag in the market.”

Meg Cabot, chronic capitalizer and reigning grande dame of teenage chick lit, has too many best-selling series to keep track of  there’s the reluctant princess in the “Princess Diaries” books, the reluctant communicator with the dead in “The Mediator,” the reluctant national hero in “All-American Girl,” and so on (at last count Cabot, at age 41, has 54 books out, a handful of them geared for grown-up girls).

“A cherryut was a sort of a beautiful wagon because home was too far to walk, a long long way, but of course it was like a cherry, too, only he could not understand how a beautiful wagon and a cherry could be like each other, but they were.”

He recalls that experience in a smooth, speedy story, “The Monster Mash,” but these days he’s not sure he liked it too much  the disembowelings, the coolers of brains, the stench of decomposing corpses (“the smell of job security,” as one pathologist puts it) terrify him.

He appears to have spent years shuffling through the original manuscript to create A DEATH IN THE FAMILY: A Restoration of the Author’s Text (University of Tennessee, $49.95), tracking down the variants, squinting at Agee’s gnarled handwriting, deciphering illegibilities, comparing drafts, speculating, emendating, annotating  and when it comes to his predecessor McDowell’s version, lacerating.

The couple listed the house for $1,649,900, substantially more than the $1.35 million they paid in January 2005, but it was warranted, they thought, given their many improvements, including extensive landscaping and a housewide audio system.

He appears to have spent years shuffling through the original manuscript to create A DEATH IN THE FAMILY: A Restoration of the Author’s Text (University of Tennessee, $49.95), tracking down the variants, squinting at Agee’s gnarled handwriting, deciphering illegibilities, comparing drafts, speculating, emendating, annotating  and when it comes to his predecessor McDowell’s version, lacerating.

The current menu offers a steamed egg with creamy Anson Mills polenta and gorgonzola; Portuguese sardines with romesco and olive tapenade; and roast lamb saddle with pea and mint purée, black truffle and parmigiano.

It’s a move that might suggest a status grab, but on a crisp May afternoon Mr. James strolled through the neighborhood in rumpled tan corduroys and work boots, with pinchable baby fat visible through his shirt.

A listing of renovation tips with an article last Sunday about brokers who advise owners to keep resale in mind when renovating their apartments referred incompletely to the life span of prefinished floors.

While laminated prefinished floors may indeed need to be replaced after being refinished only once or twice, a solid hardwood prefinished floor can stand up to just as many sandings as any other solid wood floor.

The overall problem with all this mountainous stuff, thunked helter-skelter into these boy books, whether Roarke’s Drift, Andrewsarchus Mongoliensis (a giant wolf-like animal that may have eaten beached whales), the invention of the juice-box (1980) or strategies for winning at rock-paper-scissors: It all cooks up into a saltless stew that won’t offend the palates of kids or their sires.

Toeing the line between fashion and performance art (comparisons to the artists Gilbert and George abound), Horsting and Snoeren have put on such varied spectacles as “Black Hole” (an all-black collection shown on models painted entirely black), “Bells” (a fog-engulfed show in which the tinkly bell-embroidered dresses were heard before they were seen) and “Tapdance” (a Busby Berkeley-esque extravaganza in which the designers shuffled through the grand finale).